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"A book." The prince gave me a slow smile. "I want to know which book it is." "It's a book…" I wrecked my brain. What kind of book? I couldn't say that I read the entire story on a laptop screen. I was dying from the poison. "Book of… book of…" "Book of prediction?" He suggested. "Yes!" I clapped my hand. "That's exactly it." I had no idea about a book of prediction. Since this evil emperor said it, it must be a book for sure.

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I finally got a copy of “The Fall of The First Prince.” Reading through it, the things that had been changed stood out immensely. What stood out the most was the ending. In the original book, the Prince won the battle but stepped down from his right to the throne for the love of the woman he was with. In the book I’d gotten from the library, he was killed, and she was held captive at the end, though it had tried to be represented as love. Well, that sent a clear message to me. Whoever did this wanted me dead and Jillie to be with them. I scoffed. Like that was going to happen.

"The sword is symbolic." "Of bad decisions." Adrian gasped dramatically and pressed a hand against his chest. "Your cruelty knows no bounds." Cassian looked completely unrepentant. "Adrian." "Yes?" "The title is The Prince's Forbidden Heart." "It's a bestseller." "The title sounds like a crime." "It's romantic." "It sounds contagious." Adrian dissolved into laughter. The sound filled the quiet library. Cassian found himself smiling despite every intention not to. Adrian noticed immediately.

As elder of the Alchemy Hall, Merrick had the keenest eye for reading a person's gift. Looking at the state of Lucian now, his eyes nearly fell out of his head. "A muddled five-element false gift! This—this is beneath even the lowest dregs of a mixed gift! "With aptitude like this, forget the Ashveil Order. Not even the most third-rate little band of hedge-mages would take him!" The moment the words were out, the whole hall erupted. Everyone stared at Lucian as though they'd seen a ghost. The favored genius they'd cradled in their hands, the future they'd cherished, was actually... a worthless dud who couldn't even set foot on the path to power?

I redraw one in the margins of my notebook, slower this time, making sure the lines actually make sense instead of just memorizing them. If I understand it, I don’t have to remember as much. The candy dissolves slowly while I work. The words are familiar enough to understand, but my brain keeps pulling them apart, twisting them into something else. I underline a paragraph twice. If crime follows money… then money follows power. And power always leaves a trail. A ledger somewhere. A deal someone remembers. A favour waiting to be collected. People think power hides itself. It doesn’t. It just buries the evidence under layers of respectability.

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

It was my go signal. “I am looking for a book that is about catching a bad man, an abuser, a predator.” “And?” “I have read the Princess of Nile, Glory for Gloria, and even the The Dead Prince of the New Dynasty…” Her brows perched up from her barricade book, “and I want more.” She suddenly stood, and headed towards the last shelf on the hall. She walked back carrying a book like hers – with a make-shift false cover. She threw it on the table.

Does Prince have the story in the books of the elites been full-field? Nora continues with all that the elite books predicted and after, I would answer you ok?. Ok Prince the elite books predicted that the prince no matter how difficult the journey he would survive. The books are go-ahead to predict that no matter what such Prince would steal a booklet with the inscription The supreme power book for conjurers. The elites say that book was forbidden for a human to handle. Were you able to bring the booklet? Lastly, Prince the elites have also predicted that you would bring along with you to the Indo continent a spiritual bird that rests in the spiritual realm. Do you have the bird as predicte

I was the only one left now. "I just know. They need protection and the Prince agreed to help them. With all their wealth and resources combined, Ian will be quite powerful compared to his brothers. The King has been keeping quiet until Ian is strong enough to get rid of his brothers. He will most likely return with the Princess of Colchis tomorrow." "Didn't you hear the rumor that he is back already? He returned without the Princess." "That cannot be possible." "Oh, it is, because he is here, Nana. And it is not a rumor."